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York Wings: Crossroads

Nothing lasts forever. Old members leave while new arrive. Priorities shift. The group chemistry changes and suddenly everything is different. Just before leaving Toronto behind to start a new chapter in my life, my interest in the club was already starting to wane. As I moved on, one thing I was certain of; the memories of that special time when I was a York Wings member would always be cherished.

 

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